"How many hours are in a day when you don't spend half of them watching television?
When is the last time any of us REALLY worked to get something that we wanted?
How long has it been since any of us really NEEDED something that we WANTED?
The world we knew is gone.
The world of commerce and frivolous necessity has been replaced by a world of survival and responsibility.
An epidemic of apocalyptic proportions has swept the globe causing the dead to rise and feed on the living. In a matter of months society has crumbled,
No Government,
No Grocery Stores,
No Mail Delivery,
No Cable TV.
In a world ruled by the dead, we are forced to finally start living."
-Exert from "The Walking Dead" Comics, Robert Kirkman.
Story:
It's 2013, a relentless plague has descended upon mankind, it's origins are unknown, & so far, there's nothing that can stop it. All that's known is that it attacks the brain until the host is dead & reanimates the corpse into a flesh eating monster. The undead never stop, they never sleep, & they'll never stop eating.
Various Types of Zombies:
Walkers-A term for the legions of undead that swarm the Earth. This term is frequently used by survivors.
Roamers-Roamers are known to "roam" around looking for food. They are the most commonly encountered type of zombie.
Lurkers-Lurkers are zombies that commonly "play dead". They become active around stimuli.
The Herd-Simply put, the herd is a massive mob of zombies that work in a group mentality.
Floaters-Zombies that've been exposed to water for long periods of time.
Rules:
No Power Gaming.
No Meta Gaming.
No God Modding.
No One Line IG sentences, have at least a three line sentences if your feeling lazy.
When taking out of Character, do this (( )) around your sentence, so we know.
Language is allowed.
Groups are allowed.
Violence is allowed.
Romances are allowed.
Drug/Alcohol/Etc. Reference or usage is allowed.
Please put the word "Walker" in the 'Other' section of your app to prove that you've read these rules and agree to follow them.
You can control your own NPC, but owner NPC's are restrained to Mods and the Owner only.
Adults/Teenagers/Children/Etc. will most likely not have preexisting gun knowledge, so unless there's a logical reason as to why your character can do 360 no-scope head shots, please have your character miss a few times. Same goes for melee attacks, no instant decapitations.
Medical Supplies are scarce.
Water & Food are scarce.
Guns & Ammo are scarce.
Electricity is very scarce.
Water can only be retrieved from water bottles/bodies of water/& the occasional working water supplier, but only if electricity is restored or active in the area.
No WiFi, everything good is gone.
Cellphone's require a charger, no electricity, so try a car charger.
Gas & Fuel for Cars/Planes/Etc. are scarce since there are no refills in stations, but, your character can remove gas from cars with a straw thing. Make sure you collect gas!
Cars require Oil changes, Batteries, maintenance in general. The odds of you retaining a perfect car & driving it endlessly are very low.
You probably won't find a Lambo.
If your flying a Plane/Helicopter/Etc... Be aware that they can run out of fuel. So make sure you refill. & like it was stated earlier, fuel is scarce.
If you're flying in general, have a good reason as to how you learned.
Have your character occasionally miss their target, nobody's perfect.
You can die from Hunger & Dehydration/Sleep Deprivation can occur too.
Walking Dead References are allowed.
If your character is bitten or scratched, your character will have a 2 day RL lifespan.
If you don't follow these rules, random walkers sent by the Owner (Me) will attack your character. You have three chances, if you break the third, your character is killed by Walkers and you are kicked from the RP.
App Format:
Name-
Age(Between 15 & 45)-
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-
Clothing-
Personality(Characteristics)-
Biography-
City/Location-
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-
Theme Song-
Other-
App Example:
Name-Jon Collins
Age(Between 15 & 45)-21 Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Jon is a tall(6'1 ft) & lean man, weighing around 10 lbs. His slim stature grants him benefits, such as being swift on his feet. He's somewhat muscular & broad shouldered from playing sports, but is by no means ripped. His hair is an unkempt dark brown & is accompanied with a facial stubble. As for his eyes, Jon posses a rather dull color of hazel. The image below is what Jon looks like(minus graying hair)
Clothing-Jon follows in with popular modern clothing trends. He often wears plain colored V-Necks & slim jeans, accompanied by either sneakers or boat-shoes. Personality(Characteristics)-Jon's personality can easily be described as somewhat immature, perverted, & goofy. He's a sarcastic, open-minded, guy who's often said to be a narcissist. Being stubborn & arrogant often gets Jon in over his head. He's hyper, though not to an extreme, mostly induced by his ADHD. Jon certainly doesn't lack in resourcefulness, & is shown to have a certain cunning that others lack, making him beneficial in a group. In a group, Jon often serves as the stealthy, strategist. All in all, Jon is a friendly, calm-head, laid back, & charismatic man. & though he's often to let somebody else lead & talk for him; he's confident. Biography-Jon was born & raised in Philadelphia to two loving parents. He had an average childhood living in Philadelphia, got good grades & played sports such as baseball, basketball, soccer, & football. His older brother, Greg was a major influence on him & most of beliefs & personality stemmed from him. At age twelve, Jon's parents divorced, & with that, his Mom moved to Boston where she married a wealthy businessman & his Dad transferred to New York after his promotion. There, within a few years, Jon & his brother Greg moved out of his Dad's house in Poughkeepsie, New York, to an apartment in Brooklyn, New York with his childhood friend, Chris Randall. There, Jon attended Brooklyn College where he studied Business & Computer Sciences, in pursuit of a job in IT or Marketing. While in college, Jon plaid sports such as Football & Lacrosse. He met his current girlfriend, Kate, in July of 2010. Side information includes that he works as a Barista at Starbucks.
City/Location-Brooklyn, New York
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Aluminum Baseball Bat, Glock 19 w/ three clips of ammo, Half-Empty Water Bottle, Breakfast Bar, Picture of family, Pocket knife, Lighter, Pack of condoms. All items are carried in a Black Back-Pack.
Theme Song- Other-I don't have to say 'Walker', I'm the damn owner, I do what I want.
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Greg looks similar to Jon, tall(6'0ft) but bulky, weighing 189 lbs. He's somewhat barrel-chested & muscular. Greg has light brown hair in the style of a crew cut. He's mostly clean shaven & keeps to his clean-cut appearance. His eyes are a dark shade of blue.
Clothing-Greg often wears classy, if not plain & boring clothing. He's often to wear plain colored, circle neck shirts with a pair of jeans & work boots. On his left wrist, he wears a black, digital wrist-watch.
Personality(Characteristics)-Greg is a cynical man, & unlike his brother, he's a realist. Greg posses a somewhat uptight personality. He's not overly confident, but knows how to lead. However, similar to his brother, he has a sarcastic humor, which is believed to be inherited by Jon. He acts as the groups brute force. Biography-Greg grew up with his brother in Philadelphia, & similar to Jon, had a fairly average upbringing. He got good grades, played sports, primarily football, & was surrounded by friends. & though he didn't have the popularity that his younger brother had, he was well respected by his friends & classmates. When his parents divorced, Jon relied on Greg emotionally to help get him through the divorce. During this period, Jon adopted several characteristics from Greg. When Jon graduated from High school, the two moved into an apartment in Brooklyn. Greg had transferred to Brooklyn College where he also studied Business. Greg works as a carpenter.
City/Location-Brooklyn, New York
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Crowbar, Switchblade, Picture of family, Stolen Colt M1911 w/ five clips of ammo, Can of soup, 1 Water Bottle. All items carried in a grey backpack.
Theme Song- Other-Walkers
Name-Katherine "Kate" Grey
Age(Between 15 & 45)-21
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Female
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Kate is a short(5'8ft), curvy woman who weighs around 130 lbs. She's relatively petite, but not skinny. Her build is slim, & she's got muscle tone from exercising. She has long, light brown hair with blue eyes.
Clothing-Kate typically wears modern, trendy clothing which varies from jeans & a shirt to yoga pants & a tank top. In the Apocalypse, she wears slim jeans, tucked into tan boots, & button up, long sleeve red flannel, & a white undershirt. Personality(Characteristics)-Kate is a bubbly & friendly woman. She's caring & somewhat overly trusting. Often times, Kate tries to do the right thing & acts as a moral guidance for the group. She's clingy, especially to Jon & is defensive. Kate is, all in all, a finicky woman who's easily scared. She dislikes violence of any kind & is somewhat emotional. Biography-Kate was born in Brooklyn, New York. She had a fairly average upbringing, despite living with her single mother. In school, she was more directed towards singing & acting. She got average grades & was involved with track. Kate attends Brooklyn College & studies the arts. She met Jon in July of 2010. As a side-note, Kate works as a waitress for a restaurant.
City/Location-Brooklyn, New York
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Pepper Spray, Tampons, Small Revolver w/ six rounds, Picture of family, 1 bottle of Vitamin Water, Energy bar. All items carried in her one strap, brown, fashion bag.
Theme Song- Other-Walkers
Name-Christian "Chris" Randall
Age(Between 15 & 45)-21
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Chris is an average height(5'11ft) & slim man. He's somewhat muscular from sports, & is bulky. He has long blonde hair accompanied by a stubble. His eyes are a shade of green & he's somewhat gruff looking.
https://encrypted-tb...R60sfHLBGqsEDrZ Clothing-Chris typically follows modern trends. He wears plain or graphic T-Shirts with jeans & sneakers. Personality(Characteristics)-Chris is a talkative & positive man. He's similar to Jon in the fact that he's arrogant & confident. Though he posses average intelligence, he's cunning in a way. Besides this, he's ambitious. In a group, Chris works with Jon as a strategist, but is often sent out on supplies runs. Biography-Chris was born in Philadelphia & lived a boring & dull life. His father was a businessman who was almost always away, & his mother was a stay at home Mom. Being an only child, Chris never really had any guidance, except from his Mom. He was Jon's next door neighbor, & the two have been friends since. Although, when Jon's parents divorced, the two were separated for some time, but they staid in touch, sometimes his father paid for Chris to visit. When Chris came of age, he moved into a four room apartment in Brooklyn with Jon & Greg. Chris works as a cashier at CVS.
City/Location-Brooklyn, New York Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Stolen Medications(Aspirin, Antibiotics, Etc), 2 Bottles of Water, Playing Cards, Pack of Cigarettes, Lighter, Glock 19 w/ three clips
Theme Song- Other-Walkers
Side-notes:
This is not a server.
This RP is set in Seasons, each season ends at the closing of a month.
There will be occasional Time Skips.
Ending Note:
If you have any questions or concerns, please inform me or a mod.
((Why not? It's been a few years since Nevada, & like I said, the demand for resources is high. Within a year or two after liberating Nevada; surely the NCR would've considered expanding. They have the Dam, which was vital to them considering that it controls most of the power in Nevada & with that power, could possibly expand it back to California. But that power's useless to them since they lack in raw materials, resources, etc. & the NCR already had a presence in Denver, Colorado by 2251, though not to a large scale. http://fallout.wikia.com/wiki/Denver.))
James, Post-Apocalyptic Denver, Colorado. A once bustling city home to a vast population of over six-hundred thousand Americans. The city was a shadow of it's former self. The Pre-War buildings stood ruined & tall, painting a grey, lifeless mural over the war torn landscape of Colorado. A metropolitan city which was ruled by democracy now stood silent, a broken mirror that the NCR intended to fix.
James had speculated that the whole expansion into more Eastern based states was not because of NCR's typical propaganda of "spreading democracy", a Pre-War practice that had long been forgotten until the NCR was established, but because they simply needed more resources. After the Second Battle of Hoover Dam & the riots that occurred back in California, the NCR realized that their scarce resources would eventually lead to their implosion. Spreading East was just a cover up for stealing more resources from unstable communities & forcefully establishing a strong hold in an independent state. & though this was beneficial to the state, it often lead to more disagreements & rioting. Nevada was proof enough, but if the NCR hadn't taken it, it might have fallen to Caesar's Legion. All in all, the NCR had good intentions, but often got themselves way over their head.
The small caravan of NCR soldiers patrolled the empty streets of Denver. Rubble & debris scattered across the city, often blocking passages & making Denver harder to navigate. They'd taken Interstate 25 to get to Colorado, it'd stretched far back into New Mexico, & was a somewhat safe passage across the U.S. James was in deep with five of his squad mates, Private David Barns, Sargent Mark Jackson, Private First Class Leonard Weston, Specialist Thomas Smith, & Private Henry Burns. & though their caravan didn't have a specified leader, Sargent Mark had assumed the role as one. For three days, the group had scoured over the massive city. At the most, ten survivors were found. No communities had sprung up around Denver, a little miles away, one called "Dryden" had been discovered by the group. It was a sufficient community that acted as a Republic, but Denver was different, dead, forgotten. It was a shell of its past life that'd long been abandoned & destroyed.
James maintains a firm grip on his service rifle. His gun at the ready, James' eyes scanned the area. Twisted metal work & frames remained from the tall sky scrappers. Passing the Brown Palace Hotel, the group turns at a crossing in the roads. Burns whistles in remark to the grand size of the Hotel. It'd partially caved in, but it's Pre-War nostalgia played a curious effect on the group as they marveled at the architecture. -"Never seen a city this...empty." Thomas chimes in, his voice somewhat echoes off the buildings. Mark acknowledges Thomas' input & nods as his eyes squint in the sunlight. Even with goggles on, his eyes weren't fully immune to the suns bright rays which often made a persistent glare in the plastic like screen. James lowers his guard as he rolls a cigarette from it's package. Quickly striking a match, the faint odor surfaces from the tip of the match as he brings it to the cigarette that he'd placed between his lips. After lighting the cigarette & tossing the match astray, James breathes in the burnt nicotine & ash; a slight burning tingle in his throat brings a sudden rush of relaxation over him. It'd been a day since he last smoked, & the wait was killing him. Exhaling the smoke, James adjusts his aviators to the upper bridge of his nose.
-"Can I have a smoke?" Barns asks.
James nods & removes a cigarette for him, followed by a match. -"Thanks." Barns says as he lights the cigarette. As Mark scans over the area, the group takes a short resting period, eating a little bit of the Pre-War, radiation preserved food & drinking the purified water. The food didn't have the best taste, but it was certainly better than eating raw Gecko meat. -"Let's move out." Mark commands as he stands up from his crouch. James tosses the trash from his meal astray as he picks up his rifle, checking the chamber as typically instructed, it was protocol, & begins following Mark.
Ethnicity-Caucasian/English & Irish Ancestry, but primarily American.
Race-Human
Physical & Facial Appearance-(Facial)Due to James being on tour for the NCR in Colorado, James has developed a gruff & grimy appearance. His skin is callus, tan, & somewhat covered in dirt. His hair is a graying-dark brown, monthly trimmed to an unkempt, short length, sometimes he goes with a buzz cut. Accordingly to him not shaving as often; James has a grown out graying-dark brown stubble. As for eye color, James’ eyes are a light hazel. His cheeks are pronounced & he has a cleft chin. Showing his age clearly, James has frown wrinkles & other typical middle-aged man wrinkles, but nothing serious. (Physical)Spending most his twenties in the NCR, James has built up toned muscles, but is by no means ‘ripped’. Standing at 6’1 feet tall & weighing approximately 184 pounds, James is bulky, well suited for the work he does. Barrel-chested, broad-shouldered, & slim are the few words that could describe his physical appearance. As a summary, James is pretty average looking. Considerably handsome, but not drop dead beautiful.
Clothing/Armor-James dons the standard NCR tan military fatigues. Despite protocol, James doesn’t wear the goggled helmet that comes with the clothing. In place, he wears aviator sunglasses. Along with the armor, James carries several gun holsters, one hip holster for his handgun on his right hip & a sheath for his knife on his left hip.
Personality-For having a rough upbringing, James doesn’t seem to show any sign of wear & tear from his youth. Though having a few emotional problems(unlinked to his upbringing), James is a rather cheery man. He’s stubborn, which has gotten him into disagreements with his superiors, & arrogant, two traits he inherited from his Father who was a Staff-Sergeant in the NCR. His cynical outlook on life & sarcastic humor do him no better as these traits have also caused differences. Despite being cocky, James is a realist & attempts to not get in over his head, though he often does which leads to his superiors getting disgruntled. James is cunning, he can often deduce a solution to a problem quickly, & is quick to make a fair judgment call. He often is considered by his peers to be a narcissist; James is yet to prove them wrong. Though being raised poorly, James still received a well-balanced education from the NCR & is fairly intelligent, has smarts on certain topics. At an early age, James was taught to have good morals, thus making him a morally good man who makes fairly neutral judgment calls when needed.(Disorders)As for disorders, James has ADHD & due to exposure to war has minor Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder which has often lead to several difficulties.
Karma-James is fairly neutral, though he typically leans more on the good side. When confronted with certain decisions, he’ll typically choose what feels ’good’ to him, this is supported by him having a strong moral sense.
Background-James grew up in Northern California in the NCR’s farming community. At an early age, James spent a portion of his life farming. His mother died from Tetanus when he was seven years old, & with his Father on tour, James received most of his guidance from another farmer named Jeff. After being wounded in action, James’ Father returned home when he was eleven & from then on guided James towards the NCR military path. Growing up with a brother & sister, James relied on his older brother while farming. After his brother was enlisted into the NCR, James was tasked with raising his younger sister who later died at age ten from a severe fever that nearly started an outbreak in the farming community. Growing up, James received a decent education which later helped him climb the ranks faster. Upon turning eighteen, James enlisted in the NCR & within three years climbed to the rank of Corporal. Though not participating in the first Battle of Hoover Dam, James later saw action after being stationed in Nevada. During the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, he was placed in charge of helping the NCR Military Police maintain the out breaking riots on the Strip & Freeside. Though nearly dying while keeping the Freesiders from creating substantial property damage to the strip; James helped ratchet down the riots. A few years after the Second Battle, James developed Post-Traumatic Disorder while stationed in Arizona for a month. After visiting a therapist for a year, his Disorder was treated. Before receiving the last of his treatment, James was sent on tour to Colorado where several tribal communities had been struggling over valuable resources. The NCR feared that if the situation increased, it’d lead to the creation of a community similar to Caesar’s Legion.
Standardized NCR M&A 9mm Pistol w/4 clips of ammo.
Bowie Knife.
3 NCR MRE Rations.
Canteen of water.
Package of Cigarettes.
2 Frag Grenades.
Most items are carried in either the pouches on his uniform or his Brahmin skin rucksack. Due to being on tour, James will have miscellaneous gear that are carried by pack Brahmin.
Other-Over the years, the NCR started expanding East, but due to lack of resources, they only managed to reach Colorado before in fighting occurred back in California. Fallout.
((Little hard to believe that you'd be let off the hook for mass murder on the account of being "dead". Plus facial recognition, CIA would be able to find you, etc.))
Tom, Jeff, & Benny, -"What girls? This is a warehouse, not at whorehouse." Benny says, pulling his gun from his pocket. The woman's eyes dart to the gun & tenses up. The man named Alex raises his hands in the air so as to act innocent. The woman keeps her hands to her sides as she continues to glare up at Benny. Tom & Jeff remove their guns from their pockets as the three of them keep a strong stance. -"Who are you?" Benny asks aggressively, raising the gun level to the woman's forehead.
((Accepted.)) Jeff, Tom, & Benny, Benny glares at the woman as she gropes the man who Benny knew as Alex. -"No actually, you don't belong here." Benny says aggressively. Benny knew for sure that this woman didn't belong here. Not only was this a warehouse, it certainly wasn't a whorehouse. Don Franco made sure to put business before pleasure. Jeff glances over to the man sitting in the booth with the woman on his lap. He's somewhat envious but realizes that now isn't the time to be fondling over women, this girl was an intruder, & for whatever reasons she was in this warehouse, half-naked, & groping a man who'd been well trusted by Benny. The woman sticks to her "hard to get" personality as she pucks her lips at Benny, a slight glare on her face. Tom's hand firmly grips the handle of his Glock from his jeans pocket, whatever was to happen would be violent.
Jeff & Tom, Jeff & Tom are given a small list of instructions to enact as a reminder before being sent out of Don Franco's room. Jeff descends the stairs with Tom, both are relatively silent, things were somewhat awkward as they made their way out of Don Franco's house. Advancing down the sidewalk, Tom & Jeff maintained a hurried pace. The sidewalks weren't necessarilybustling with crowds of people, it was a Tuesday, people were in school or at work. Occasionally, a few businessmen walked past, off to their job. As the two inch closer to the warehouse, Tom checks the time on his phone. It read 2:30 P.M. Tom glances over at Jeff who'd picked up in speed a little. Keeping up with Jeff, Tom turns the corner. Inch by inch they got closer & closer to the warehouse.
The warehouse was massive, a large grey storage unit by the docks. Outside the warehouse were several black SUV's & a white Pizza Car. The pizza car looked out of place, & Jeff wondered who'd ordered the pizza. Jeff figured that it'd be George, he figured him to be a fat-ass considering that he was four-hundred some pounds, maybe more. Tom opens one of the large steel double doors leading into the warehouse; holding it open long enough for Jeff to enter before abruptly closing it shut behind him.
The interior of the warehouse was similar to the outside, massive. Sky high ceiling, fluorescent lighting, concrete flooring, it looked like every other warehouse in New York, though this one was packed sky high with illegal substances. Several crates were stacked around the room, prepared for shipping by sea. A large garage like door presumably lead out to the docks where the crates would be taken for shipping. Tom scans the room for Benny. Benny was supposed to be in isle B15. Tom walks along the isles, passing the A's. Jeff trudges along behind Tom, his hands in his sweatshirt's pockets. The clicking of Tom's tongue distracts Jeff as Tom passes into the C's. -"If only they'd do a better labeling job..." Jeff trails off as he turns back. Jeff swivels on his heel as he follows Tom.
The two eventually cross over into the B's after three minutes of searching. Tom looks ahead down the isle & see's a bulky figure in the distance. Presuming the man to be Benny, Tom motions for Jeff to follow him as he sets off in his direction. As Tom nears Benny, he looks over to Tom in Jeff & nods. -"Been looking for you two, boss said you'd be working with me for this deal, congratulations." Benny says warmly. -"Thanks." Tom mutters as he finally reaches Benny. The two stand & awkwardly watch Benny scan his clipboard. -"Shipment consists of fifteen pounds of Crystal, two pounds of Pot, one pound of Cocaine..." -"Jesus." Jeff says under his breath, his eyes trailing up the crates. -"& five boxes of Cuban Cigs." Benny finishes up. -"That's a lot of drugs, how're we supposed to bring that on a plane?" Tom asks. -"We're not, it being shipped by truck. Should be in Cali by the end of the week, granted it makes it that far. We're expecting the deal to happen on the 26th, if sooner, we'll be informed, that's when we postpone." Benny says.
Tom nods & Jeff's eyes are still glued to the crates. -"You said a pound of Cocaine, right?" Jeff asks. -"Yeah, a pound." Benny responds, checking his clipboard quickly to make sure. Jeff nods before Benny grabs his attention again. -"You guys all set for tommorow?" He asks. -"Yeah, we need to pack, this is all so...short noticed." Tom responds. -"Agreed, I only learned about four hours ago, Don Franco's a good man but he can't plan worth sh*t." Benny responds. Jeff & Tom laugh as they nod in agreement. The three stand together, Benny's eyes keep glancing over past the two. Tom follows his eyes to a small booth area. -"You see that girl?" Benny asks. -"Yeah." Tom responds. -"She came in just a few minutes ago, she looks suspicious, haven't seen her here before." Benny says. Jeff squints off to what looks like a woman in her underwear sitting with some guy. -"She looks pretty hot." Jeff chimes in. -"Regardless; she doesn't belong here, come on, follow me." Benny says. Tom & Jeff follow Benny closely as he inches closer to the booth. The figures sitting at the booth become clearer & clearer. A kid named Alex sat with a woman who looked uncomfortable. Jeff glances over to Tom who raises his eyebrow. A druggie leans over the table & Benny shoo's him away as he looks onto Alex & the woman. -"Hello Alex." Benny says. Jeff & Tom approach from his sides, Jeff on the woman's side & Tom on Alex's side. Benny stands between Tom & Jeff as he looks onto Alex. Jeff's eyes stay glued to the woman's cleavage, to which Tom smiles & shakes his head.
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Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-
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Inventory(11 Items or Less)-
Other-
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Jon is a tall(6'1 ft) & lean man, weighing around 10 lbs. His slim stature grants him benefits, such as being swift on his feet. He's somewhat muscular & broad shouldered from playing sports, but is by no means ripped. His hair is an unkempt dark brown & is accompanied with a facial stubble. As for his eyes, Jon posses a rather dull color of hazel. The image below is what Jon looks like(minus graying hair)
Clothing-Jon follows in with popular modern clothing trends. He often wears plain colored V-Necks & slim jeans, accompanied by either sneakers or boat-shoes.
Personality(Characteristics)-Jon's personality can easily be described as somewhat immature, perverted, & goofy. He's a sarcastic, open-minded, guy who's often said to be a narcissist. Being stubborn & arrogant often gets Jon in over his head. He's hyper, though not to an extreme, mostly induced by his ADHD. Jon certainly doesn't lack in resourcefulness, & is shown to have a certain cunning that others lack, making him beneficial in a group. In a group, Jon often serves as the stealthy, strategist. All in all, Jon is a friendly, calm-head, laid back, & charismatic man. & though he's often to let somebody else lead & talk for him; he's confident.
Biography-Jon was born & raised in Philadelphia to two loving parents. He had an average childhood living in Philadelphia, got good grades & played sports such as baseball, basketball, soccer, & football. His older brother, Greg was a major influence on him & most of beliefs & personality stemmed from him. At age twelve, Jon's parents divorced, & with that, his Mom moved to Boston where she married a wealthy businessman & his Dad transferred to New York after his promotion. There, within a few years, Jon & his brother Greg moved out of his Dad's house in Poughkeepsie, New York, to an apartment in Brooklyn, New York with his childhood friend, Chris Randall. There, Jon attended Brooklyn College where he studied Business & Computer Sciences, in pursuit of a job in IT or Marketing. While in college, Jon plaid sports such as Football & Lacrosse. He met his current girlfriend, Kate, in July of 2010. Side information includes that he works as a Barista at Starbucks.
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Aluminum Baseball Bat, Glock 19 w/ three clips of ammo, Half-Empty Water Bottle, Breakfast Bar, Picture of family, Pocket knife, Lighter, Pack of condoms. All items are carried in a Black Back-Pack.
Other-I don't have to say 'Walker', I'm the damn owner, I do what I want.
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Greg looks similar to Jon, tall(6'0ft) but bulky, weighing 189 lbs. He's somewhat barrel-chested & muscular. Greg has light brown hair in the style of a crew cut. He's mostly clean shaven & keeps to his clean-cut appearance. His eyes are a dark shade of blue.
Biography-Greg grew up with his brother in Philadelphia, & similar to Jon, had a fairly average upbringing. He got good grades, played sports, primarily football, & was surrounded by friends. & though he didn't have the popularity that his younger brother had, he was well respected by his friends & classmates. When his parents divorced, Jon relied on Greg emotionally to help get him through the divorce. During this period, Jon adopted several characteristics from Greg. When Jon graduated from High school, the two moved into an apartment in Brooklyn. Greg had transferred to Brooklyn College where he also studied Business. Greg works as a carpenter.
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Crowbar, Switchblade, Picture of family, Stolen Colt M1911 w/ five clips of ammo, Can of soup, 1 Water Bottle. All items carried in a grey backpack.
Other-Walkers
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Female
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Kate is a short(5'8ft), curvy woman who weighs around 130 lbs. She's relatively petite, but not skinny. Her build is slim, & she's got muscle tone from exercising. She has long, light brown hair with blue eyes.
Clothing-Kate typically wears modern, trendy clothing which varies from jeans & a shirt to yoga pants & a tank top. In the Apocalypse, she wears slim jeans, tucked into tan boots, & button up, long sleeve red flannel, & a white undershirt.
Personality(Characteristics)-Kate is a bubbly & friendly woman. She's caring & somewhat overly trusting. Often times, Kate tries to do the right thing & acts as a moral guidance for the group. She's clingy, especially to Jon & is defensive. Kate is, all in all, a finicky woman who's easily scared. She dislikes violence of any kind & is somewhat emotional.
Biography-Kate was born in Brooklyn, New York. She had a fairly average upbringing, despite living with her single mother. In school, she was more directed towards singing & acting. She got average grades & was involved with track. Kate attends Brooklyn College & studies the arts. She met Jon in July of 2010. As a side-note, Kate works as a waitress for a restaurant.
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Pepper Spray, Tampons, Small Revolver w/ six rounds, Picture of family, 1 bottle of Vitamin Water, Energy bar. All items carried in her one strap, brown, fashion bag.
Other-Walkers
Gender(Male/Female/Both)-Male
Ethnicity(Caucasian/African-American/Asian/Etc.)-Caucasian
Physical Appearance(Body Type and Facial/Picture or Description)-Chris is an average height(5'11ft) & slim man. He's somewhat muscular from sports, & is bulky. He has long blonde hair accompanied by a stubble. His eyes are a shade of green & he's somewhat gruff looking.
Clothing-Chris typically follows modern trends. He wears plain or graphic T-Shirts with jeans & sneakers.
Personality(Characteristics)-Chris is a talkative & positive man. He's similar to Jon in the fact that he's arrogant & confident. Though he posses average intelligence, he's cunning in a way. Besides this, he's ambitious. In a group, Chris works with Jon as a strategist, but is often sent out on supplies runs.
Biography-Chris was born in Philadelphia & lived a boring & dull life. His father was a businessman who was almost always away, & his mother was a stay at home Mom. Being an only child, Chris never really had any guidance, except from his Mom. He was Jon's next door neighbor, & the two have been friends since. Although, when Jon's parents divorced, the two were separated for some time, but they staid in touch, sometimes his father paid for Chris to visit. When Chris came of age, he moved into a four room apartment in Brooklyn with Jon & Greg. Chris works as a cashier at CVS.
Inventory(11 Items or Less)-Stolen Medications(Aspirin, Antibiotics, Etc), 2 Bottles of Water, Playing Cards, Pack of Cigarettes, Lighter, Glock 19 w/ three clips
Other-Walkers
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Post-Apocalyptic Denver, Colorado. A once bustling city home to a vast population of over six-hundred thousand Americans. The city was a shadow of it's former self. The Pre-War buildings stood ruined & tall, painting a grey, lifeless mural over the war torn landscape of Colorado. A metropolitan city which was ruled by democracy now stood silent, a broken mirror that the NCR intended to fix.
James had speculated that the whole expansion into more Eastern based states was not because of NCR's typical propaganda of "spreading democracy", a Pre-War practice that had long been forgotten until the NCR was established, but because they simply needed more resources. After the Second Battle of Hoover Dam & the riots that occurred back in California, the NCR realized that their scarce resources would eventually lead to their implosion. Spreading East was just a cover up for stealing more resources from unstable communities & forcefully establishing a strong hold in an independent state. & though this was beneficial to the state, it often lead to more disagreements & rioting. Nevada was proof enough, but if the NCR hadn't taken it, it might have fallen to Caesar's Legion. All in all, the NCR had good intentions, but often got themselves way over their head.
The small caravan of NCR soldiers patrolled the empty streets of Denver. Rubble & debris scattered across the city, often blocking passages & making Denver harder to navigate. They'd taken Interstate 25 to get to Colorado, it'd stretched far back into New Mexico, & was a somewhat safe passage across the U.S. James was in deep with five of his squad mates, Private David Barns, Sargent Mark Jackson, Private First Class Leonard Weston, Specialist Thomas Smith, & Private Henry Burns. & though their caravan didn't have a specified leader, Sargent Mark had assumed the role as one. For three days, the group had scoured over the massive city. At the most, ten survivors were found. No communities had sprung up around Denver, a little miles away, one called "Dryden" had been discovered by the group. It was a sufficient community that acted as a Republic, but Denver was different, dead, forgotten. It was a shell of its past life that'd long been abandoned & destroyed.
James maintains a firm grip on his service rifle. His gun at the ready, James' eyes scanned the area. Twisted metal work & frames remained from the tall sky scrappers. Passing the Brown Palace Hotel, the group turns at a crossing in the roads. Burns whistles in remark to the grand size of the Hotel. It'd partially caved in, but it's Pre-War nostalgia played a curious effect on the group as they marveled at the architecture.
-"Never seen a city this...empty." Thomas chimes in, his voice somewhat echoes off the buildings.
Mark acknowledges Thomas' input & nods as his eyes squint in the sunlight. Even with goggles on, his eyes weren't fully immune to the suns bright rays which often made a persistent glare in the plastic like screen. James lowers his guard as he rolls a cigarette from it's package. Quickly striking a match, the faint odor surfaces from the tip of the match as he brings it to the cigarette that he'd placed between his lips. After lighting the cigarette & tossing the match astray, James breathes in the burnt nicotine & ash; a slight burning tingle in his throat brings a sudden rush of relaxation over him. It'd been a day since he last smoked, & the wait was killing him. Exhaling the smoke, James adjusts his aviators to the upper bridge of his nose.
-"Can I have a smoke?" Barns asks.
James nods & removes a cigarette for him, followed by a match.
-"Thanks." Barns says as he lights the cigarette.
As Mark scans over the area, the group takes a short resting period, eating a little bit of the Pre-War, radiation preserved food & drinking the purified water. The food didn't have the best taste, but it was certainly better than eating raw Gecko meat.
-"Let's move out." Mark commands as he stands up from his crouch. James tosses the trash from his meal astray as he picks up his rifle, checking the chamber as typically instructed, it was protocol, & begins following Mark.
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Name-James
Age-35
Gender-Male
Ethnicity-Caucasian/English & Irish Ancestry, but primarily American.
Race-Human
Physical & Facial Appearance-(Facial)Due to James being on tour for the NCR in Colorado, James has developed a gruff & grimy appearance. His skin is callus, tan, & somewhat covered in dirt. His hair is a graying-dark brown, monthly trimmed to an unkempt, short length, sometimes he goes with a buzz cut. Accordingly to him not shaving as often; James has a grown out graying-dark brown stubble. As for eye color, James’ eyes are a light hazel. His cheeks are pronounced & he has a cleft chin. Showing his age clearly, James has frown wrinkles & other typical middle-aged man wrinkles, but nothing serious. (Physical)Spending most his twenties in the NCR, James has built up toned muscles, but is by no means ‘ripped’. Standing at 6’1 feet tall & weighing approximately 184 pounds, James is bulky, well suited for the work he does. Barrel-chested, broad-shouldered, & slim are the few words that could describe his physical appearance. As a summary, James is pretty average looking. Considerably handsome, but not drop dead beautiful.
Clothing/Armor-James dons the standard NCR tan military fatigues. Despite protocol, James doesn’t wear the goggled helmet that comes with the clothing. In place, he wears aviator sunglasses. Along with the armor, James carries several gun holsters, one hip holster for his handgun on his right hip & a sheath for his knife on his left hip.
Personality-For having a rough upbringing, James doesn’t seem to show any sign of wear & tear from his youth. Though having a few emotional problems(unlinked to his upbringing), James is a rather cheery man. He’s stubborn, which has gotten him into disagreements with his superiors, & arrogant, two traits he inherited from his Father who was a Staff-Sergeant in the NCR. His cynical outlook on life & sarcastic humor do him no better as these traits have also caused differences. Despite being cocky, James is a realist & attempts to not get in over his head, though he often does which leads to his superiors getting disgruntled. James is cunning, he can often deduce a solution to a problem quickly, & is quick to make a fair judgment call. He often is considered by his peers to be a narcissist; James is yet to prove them wrong. Though being raised poorly, James still received a well-balanced education from the NCR & is fairly intelligent, has smarts on certain topics. At an early age, James was taught to have good morals, thus making him a morally good man who makes fairly neutral judgment calls when needed.(Disorders)As for disorders, James has ADHD & due to exposure to war has minor Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder which has often lead to several difficulties.
Karma-James is fairly neutral, though he typically leans more on the good side. When confronted with certain decisions, he’ll typically choose what feels ’good’ to him, this is supported by him having a strong moral sense.
Background-James grew up in Northern California in the NCR’s farming community. At an early age, James spent a portion of his life farming. His mother died from Tetanus when he was seven years old, & with his Father on tour, James received most of his guidance from another farmer named Jeff. After being wounded in action, James’ Father returned home when he was eleven & from then on guided James towards the NCR military path. Growing up with a brother & sister, James relied on his older brother while farming. After his brother was enlisted into the NCR, James was tasked with raising his younger sister who later died at age ten from a severe fever that nearly started an outbreak in the farming community. Growing up, James received a decent education which later helped him climb the ranks faster. Upon turning eighteen, James enlisted in the NCR & within three years climbed to the rank of Corporal. Though not participating in the first Battle of Hoover Dam, James later saw action after being stationed in Nevada. During the Second Battle of Hoover Dam, he was placed in charge of helping the NCR Military Police maintain the out breaking riots on the Strip & Freeside. Though nearly dying while keeping the Freesiders from creating substantial property damage to the strip; James helped ratchet down the riots. A few years after the Second Battle, James developed Post-Traumatic Disorder while stationed in Arizona for a month. After visiting a therapist for a year, his Disorder was treated. Before receiving the last of his treatment, James was sent on tour to Colorado where several tribal communities had been struggling over valuable resources. The NCR feared that if the situation increased, it’d lead to the creation of a community similar to Caesar’s Legion.
Vault Dweller-No
Faction-NCR
S.P.E.C.I.A.L.-
S=7
P=6
E=6
C=6
I=7
A=6
L=6
City/Location-Denver, Colorado
Inventory-
- Standardized NCR Service Rifle w/50 rounds(20 Magazine Capacity)of 5.56mm ammo. Carrying strap included.
- Standardized NCR M&A 9mm Pistol w/4 clips of ammo.
- Bowie Knife.
- 3 NCR MRE Rations.
- Canteen of water.
- Package of Cigarettes.
- 2 Frag Grenades.
Most items are carried in either the pouches on his uniform or his Brahmin skin rucksack. Due to being on tour, James will have miscellaneous gear that are carried by pack Brahmin.Other-Over the years, the NCR started expanding East, but due to lack of resources, they only managed to reach Colorado before in fighting occurred back in California. Fallout.
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-"What girls? This is a warehouse, not at whorehouse." Benny says, pulling his gun from his pocket.
The woman's eyes dart to the gun & tenses up. The man named Alex raises his hands in the air so as to act innocent. The woman keeps her hands to her sides as she continues to glare up at Benny. Tom & Jeff remove their guns from their pockets as the three of them keep a strong stance.
-"Who are you?" Benny asks aggressively, raising the gun level to the woman's forehead.
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Jeff, Tom, & Benny,
Benny glares at the woman as she gropes the man who Benny knew as Alex.
-"No actually, you don't belong here." Benny says aggressively.
Benny knew for sure that this woman didn't belong here. Not only was this a warehouse, it certainly wasn't a whorehouse. Don Franco made sure to put business before pleasure. Jeff glances over to the man sitting in the booth with the woman on his lap. He's somewhat envious but realizes that now isn't the time to be fondling over women, this girl was an intruder, & for whatever reasons she was in this warehouse, half-naked, & groping a man who'd been well trusted by Benny. The woman sticks to her "hard to get" personality as she pucks her lips at Benny, a slight glare on her face. Tom's hand firmly grips the handle of his Glock from his jeans pocket, whatever was to happen would be violent.
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Jeff & Tom are given a small list of instructions to enact as a reminder before being sent out of Don Franco's room. Jeff descends the stairs with Tom, both are relatively silent, things were somewhat awkward as they made their way out of Don Franco's house. Advancing down the sidewalk, Tom & Jeff maintained a hurried pace. The sidewalks weren't necessarily bustling with crowds of people, it was a Tuesday, people were in school or at work. Occasionally, a few businessmen walked past, off to their job. As the two inch closer to the warehouse, Tom checks the time on his phone. It read 2:30 P.M. Tom glances over at Jeff who'd picked up in speed a little. Keeping up with Jeff, Tom turns the corner. Inch by inch they got closer & closer to the warehouse.
The warehouse was massive, a large grey storage unit by the docks. Outside the warehouse were several black SUV's & a white Pizza Car. The pizza car looked out of place, & Jeff wondered who'd ordered the pizza. Jeff figured that it'd be George, he figured him to be a fat-ass considering that he was four-hundred some pounds, maybe more. Tom opens one of the large steel double doors leading into the warehouse; holding it open long enough for Jeff to enter before abruptly closing it shut behind him.
The interior of the warehouse was similar to the outside, massive. Sky high ceiling, fluorescent lighting, concrete flooring, it looked like every other warehouse in New York, though this one was packed sky high with illegal substances. Several crates were stacked around the room, prepared for shipping by sea. A large garage like door presumably lead out to the docks where the crates would be taken for shipping. Tom scans the room for Benny. Benny was supposed to be in isle B15. Tom walks along the isles, passing the A's. Jeff trudges along behind Tom, his hands in his sweatshirt's pockets. The clicking of Tom's tongue distracts Jeff as Tom passes into the C's.
-"If only they'd do a better labeling job..." Jeff trails off as he turns back.
Jeff swivels on his heel as he follows Tom.
The two eventually cross over into the B's after three minutes of searching. Tom looks ahead down the isle & see's a bulky figure in the distance. Presuming the man to be Benny, Tom motions for Jeff to follow him as he sets off in his direction. As Tom nears Benny, he looks over to Tom in Jeff & nods.
-"Been looking for you two, boss said you'd be working with me for this deal, congratulations." Benny says warmly.
-"Thanks." Tom mutters as he finally reaches Benny.
The two stand & awkwardly watch Benny scan his clipboard.
-"Shipment consists of fifteen pounds of Crystal, two pounds of Pot, one pound of Cocaine..."
-"Jesus." Jeff says under his breath, his eyes trailing up the crates.
-"& five boxes of Cuban Cigs." Benny finishes up.
-"That's a lot of drugs, how're we supposed to bring that on a plane?" Tom asks.
-"We're not, it being shipped by truck. Should be in Cali by the end of the week, granted it makes it that far. We're expecting the deal to happen on the 26th, if sooner, we'll be informed, that's when we postpone." Benny says.
Tom nods & Jeff's eyes are still glued to the crates.
-"You said a pound of Cocaine, right?" Jeff asks.
-"Yeah, a pound." Benny responds, checking his clipboard quickly to make sure.
Jeff nods before Benny grabs his attention again.
-"You guys all set for tommorow?" He asks.
-"Yeah, we need to pack, this is all so...short noticed." Tom responds.
-"Agreed, I only learned about four hours ago, Don Franco's a good man but he can't plan worth sh*t." Benny responds.
Jeff & Tom laugh as they nod in agreement.
The three stand together, Benny's eyes keep glancing over past the two. Tom follows his eyes to a small booth area.
-"You see that girl?" Benny asks.
-"Yeah." Tom responds.
-"She came in just a few minutes ago, she looks suspicious, haven't seen her here before." Benny says.
Jeff squints off to what looks like a woman in her underwear sitting with some guy.
-"She looks pretty hot." Jeff chimes in.
-"Regardless; she doesn't belong here, come on, follow me." Benny says.
Tom & Jeff follow Benny closely as he inches closer to the booth. The figures sitting at the booth become clearer & clearer. A kid named Alex sat with a woman who looked uncomfortable. Jeff glances over to Tom who raises his eyebrow. A druggie leans over the table & Benny shoo's him away as he looks onto Alex & the woman.
-"Hello Alex." Benny says.
Jeff & Tom approach from his sides, Jeff on the woman's side & Tom on Alex's side. Benny stands between Tom & Jeff as he looks onto Alex. Jeff's eyes stay glued to the woman's cleavage, to which Tom smiles & shakes his head.
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